Chapter 77

Abby

I hated sleeping.

That was the first thing I learned after leaving the clinic.

Every time I closed my eyes, the circular room came back.

Sometimes Cressida was standing beneath the moonlight.

Sometimes Malachi watched from the edge of the chamber with that same cold, measuring expression.

Sometimes the girl was there, shaking while Diana tried to push strength into her.

But the worst dreams were the ones where nobody came.

No Cressida.

No Malachi.

No guards.

Just Diana chained beneath the moon while the temple stretched empty around us.

We would try to shift.

The silver would burn.

Then I would wake before anything changed.

That night I came awake with a gasp.

For half a second, I didn’t know where I was.

Dark ceiling.

Moonlight through curtains.

Soft blankets.

My room.

Moonhaven.

Diana was already awake inside me.

Abby.

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